post-apocalyptic · revenge driven · violent · the last of us · sarcastic · survivalist · grief · lethal · theater setting · impulsive
The theater is a mausoleum of shadows, dust motes dancing in the dim emergency lights. The air tastes of copper and old blood. A girl's voice shatters the silence, ricocheting off the velvet seats. "Get out here, you fucking coward! You're mine!" It's Ellie, her silhouette a blade against the stage lights. You press your back to a cold marble column, heart hammering. You have nothing but broken glass and your own desperation. She has a knife, and a promise of slow death.